Luyện nghe bài hát The Race

Yo, yo you (Yeah)
As as we get this ball B
And when the ball come up in that court we run up
up
No looking back, just up
(Aight)
You
On mark, get set, Go!

1]
Check it, how I run on niggaz
Take the mask off, put the gun on (Uh-hu)
Ya niggaz do what I say like Simon
I'm the nigga that push weight 'cause I'm in
My 4-4, long hallways
So you better run, run always
I put my gun ways
Upside down, Side ways, and all day
I crack in the broad day
'cause "Momma been off" like Shaday
Here today, gone
You I stay hard like a porno star
Check it, check how I'm on niggaz
D to the R,A,G, It's on
Don't get shot, get stab
get your bitches ass back in the lab
And there
I be, feeling up on your
Back, top down, in my lap
like the sounds of the gat
Top down, put the sun on
Clear your block out, right on
Double R in the club, to the front of the
I fucked mother, now you a son of my bitch
Not my mother, (Get it, ha ha!)
Nigga just shitted
Nigga get splitted
what!

[Drag-On -- out of breath]
Aiyyo, you running too slow down
(Hell yeah, we running a little bit too for these niggaz)
no B, we gotta get out of here

2]
I to run a marathon
I make a lean nigga march like Fair Khan
'cause I, the truth when I'm in the Booth
My words like steroids I give niggaz a
23 old I stand on my own
But if you count chrome, I don't stand alone
I don't got to my back, my niggaz do that, my bitch massage that, my car garage that
I only put it out when it's to front
But ain't no in that, so I only drove it once
I'm not a C.O. like them fucking
I'm C.O. of the streets I put in work
if I tell one of my niggaz, "Grab that"
'cause if you would have been in Baghdad, you would have grab that
I'm sick of mothers saying "Please that's my son"
Listen ma, nigga is done you need to have another one
or broke I'm still gonna get it
If it's little or alot, I'm still gonna it
If the asks me, if I did (Yeah I did it)
Ya niggaz ain't built for
Ya niggaz is built for (Snitches)